A pounding heartbeat and BPM.
The part where I stumbled was always the same.
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My old friends were gradually dwindling.
It's not that I'd grown to dislike it.
I'd buried my happiness outside of sound.
It was no longer necessary.
No girl would continue on only to find out she had no talent.
Or so I told myself.

A day off, chased by a dream I was supposed to be chasing.
A one-room apartment with only three tatami mats.
Clothes left scattered everywhere, a fridge full of hoarded items.

It's not that I didn't give up.
I just kept refusing to quit.

The beat starts.
I'm going to ride this life and dance.
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A month-long real documentary AV that follows an aspiring dancer, approached in Nakano-Sakaue after the last train, as she takes on her final audition of her life.

Serious girls are funny.